August 15, 2003

Star Wars, Attack of the Humor

Whir will recognize this, as I've copied this from an ICQ conversation we had.

Me: Linkage

Whir: The Palpatine Rabbit. Heh.

Me: *grin*

*shoots lightning*

Er, drat. You didn't see that. Can't let my secret out yet...

Me: As I've got this imagine of this gigantic rabbit, made up in Darth Maul colors, wielding a big red light saber and kicking ass.

Darth Fuzzy, if you will. A gentler, kinder Sith Lord. The choice of a new generation, perhaps. I mean, gotta get all those kids up into the Empire, right?

Whir: Did you take some medication, or something?

Me: Just utilizing my twisted mind for the betterment of rabbits everywhere.

Well, ok. Considering Palpatine gets tossed off the balcony, and Vader bites it, maybe not. But there's hope, I guess.

Star Wars, Episode VII: Darth Fuzzy Beats the Shit Out of Some Ewoks. And Just For Good Measure, Takes Down Some Gunguns, Too.

Whir: Could he take out all the Gunguns by chance?

Me: If he misses one, it won't be from lack of trying, believe me.

I wonder if people would pay to see a whole movie of exotic Gungan torture.

Whir: Pitch it. It could work.

We could build a render farm and start on it.

Posted by Dwip at August 15, 2003 3:22 AM
Comments

Dwip on malnurishment. Fun times.

Posted by: Whir at August 15, 2003 1:20 PM

You should use Photoshop and make a picture of a gigantic rabbit in Darth Maul colors with a big red light saber. ;)

Posted by: Regina at August 15, 2003 4:57 PM

If only I had mad Photoshop skillz.

Posted by: Dwip at August 15, 2003 5:02 PM

You could beg me a lot. :p

Posted by: Whir at August 16, 2003 12:57 AM